home in Dubai

Well, we did make it on all the first flights, praise the Lord! It was, again, a close call though. God has been so gracious in all our airport mishaps - there have been so many and so many possible ones too!

It's good to be in our own house, with Eeyore sniffing at everything and the warm (hot!) weather, and with friends again. Though many friends are away for the summer and many close ones have moved or are moving. That is a hard thingabout Dubai - people move around so much. A lot of teens don't connect much with others because they're afraid of getting hurt when their friends leave, but the youth group encourages people to build relationships anyway, which I think is a good thing. It can hurt, but it is still valuable.
A lot of teens I know hate Dubai, even though they don't really miss people in their home countries and even despite the malls andvarious things to do here (which you'd think they'd love, right?) yet all their friendships are shallow and surface level. Partly because it's just how they're used to things and partly because they are afraid to lose people.


My sister, Kyleigh, wrote a post on her blog that was featured on The Rebelution Blog, a blog I highly recommend. They hosted the modesty survey that I have advertised in my sidebar.


Been drawing a lot since we got home....(and Ky, droring is my word. Seriously. Thief.) and writing too, actually. I hadn't written for a long time....just short stories though. I'm better at them (and poems) than trying to do something longer.

As for what I mentioned earlier that's been really hard, I still don't want to explain it here, but it's still a pretty looming thought in my mind. Caylen and I had a good talk (and cry) together at game night tonight. But through it all, God is good.


Love,
Cait.

oh, P.S. I still have no idea who anonymous is. If I don't know you, nice to meet you, if I do, then I hope I'll find out who you are soon. And thank you.